392 C392 - Irregular Passion Fuel

Ophir lead the boys to a part of the mountain where in, he can help them with their memory lane trip.

"You boys are grown. And we all know that what lies ahead of us is a little blurry. We can help each other. Just write up what you remember. Fur have a good reason for this.. let us rely on him. It maybe a little off since he is entirely from a different blood from us but is there a harm in welcoming a new blood?" Ophir encouraged as the four sat by and listened.

"We will do our best." Urchin responded.

"Hoe about we have Sycamore unleash his gift and merge it with Urchin as you see each sketch?" Ophir suggested.

"That is a good idea!" Sycamore smiled.

"But how are we going to preserve it?" Kahieli asked.

"Maybe we can just have Ophir with us and he can write it for us." Nimrod raised.

"Wait, I suggested that so you can do all the task.." Ophir excused.

"Yeah and we appreciated it since you will do the taking noted for us." Nimrod laughed.

Ophir raised a brow and said.

"You know what all of Cyprus' cheekiness are inherited by Nimrod."

The four laughed as they settled and handed the notes to Ophir.

"Boys seriously?" The noble note taker family line raised.

"Come on, that is why your house hold is known." Nimrod teased.

Ophir just pouted and waited for the boys to start their recalling.

The four formed a circle as each started tp pray.

Urchin held on to Sycamore and Nimrod.

"Our God who have plans and future for us. We hereby seek your help in recalling what we should know and have seen. It is to heal us from any trauma and emotional baggage. Let it be that as you do a surgery in our heart we will be able to mature from it. Thank you for mercy. Amen."

Nimrod breathed deeply as his voice tremble in tears.

"Our Lord who saved us from any evil plot. You have used us to a great level we could never imagine. The truth was, I am scared.. I can't even bear to look out such loss with no thing more than grieving. We know that you are with us and that you were there with us. We surrender this pain as we look back on things that have caused us to compromise and settle for less. Amen."

Kahieli tried to remain courageous since he is the first born. He pressed his lips as he resumed the prayer.

"Our Heavenly and Almighty Father, You have choosen us and named us. You have taken us to places we never thought we could ever be in. You connected us to people we never imagined to be in relationship with. I am glad that as we walk through such a burried deep past. You are here with us and we are not alone. We believe that you have heared us. Amen."

Sycamore wrapped their prayers as he unleashed his gift.

"Yes, Lord truelly you are an amazing God. You heared us and you will bring justice on our behalf. Let it be that you will give us the right heart posture when it comes to your revelation. For all we can do is recieve. Amen."

The scene changes as they got engulfed by a bright light. It was right after all their comrades have fallen. Urchin saw his parents comforted and be there for each other. It was not the first time that he witnessed his father crying but he can tell that all the burden and solution were left in him. From the view of a teary chubby boy his pheriperal caught a silhouette of a woman in a long hood. She locked her eyes to his. It was like a interrogation moment but as the sea tides increases the woman faded.

Nimrod was picking some sea shell after he was being bath by his mother. She was washing his hair when a foam from the soap tipped his eye lashes. He playfully submerged his face on the water. As his mother wiped his face. His view caught a snap shot of a woman in hood. She was watching from the sideline. Nimrod recalled pointing at it and telling his mother but Natalina was unable to see it. Nimrod suddenly got picked up by his mother and quickly get out of the water. By the time they reached their camp a woman halted them.

The next thing he recalled was that her mother looked fragile and weakened.

Kahieli was gathering some wood stick with Saga when behind a huge and dying tree a woman called him. She was in her hoody, she smiled and handed him a wood. Kahieli smiled and accepted the single stick that changes his day. Later on, the foreign men who were with them got killed. His mother fall ill and Kahieli threw the wood. Kahieli later on realized that the stick of wood was the smallest crack to annihilate their tent. Kahieli started to sulk by the side. When his father approaches and picked him up.

"Son to whom did you recieve that stick?" He softly asked.

"A woman in hood." was Kahieli's short reply.

"I see, Thank you.. it's not your fault okay... so no more sulking." Cyrpus tickled as Kahieli giggiled childishly.

Sycamore heared a rustle coming from behind the weeds as they sat by one of their rest. The middle child smiled at a woman who was waving at him. Sycamore started gigling alone which made Natalina and Cyprus suspicious. Cyrpus picked up his son and asked him to point out what was he gigling all about. As they went through the large weeds. The woman started attacking as Cyprus protected Sycamore.

"Let me kill that child who is gifted with Pandora's box." The woman announced. Cyprus received a wound that was unhealed. Sycamore saw his father's smile as the Ophir blew the whistle. Cyprus died and did not cross the era.